Things you do
By Grannyrosie
THINGS YOU DO Holding me, so close, securely, Within the strength of your arms. Caressing me in my bewilderment, Kissing my skin, whispering my charms. Drawing me closer, tighter, to you, Reassuring everything will be alright. Your lips meet mine so tenderly, Erase the demons of the night. Your hands travel each contour, My body, so well known to you. Gentle sighs at the wonder, I love the things you do. One kiss becomes the central core, Of the earth we explore in delight. Fires of yearning burn out of control, Each flame, a beacon bright. Nails raking your treasured body, Unable, not wanting to control this need. Possessed by wanton demands, longing, Obsessed by insatiate greed. Written December 9th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 02:46 AM PST, Patricia Rosenberg 0 • 8
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"THINGS YOU DO..."